Fear of the dark

Each and every night

The unseen evil he feared

He chased it everywhere

What he could not see

He could not fight

But wasn't it always there?

Yet, he loved the stars

And the moon when it was new

But in his head, so many wars

That deprived him of her views

No more fear- he said

The night my enemy is not

Near the window he placed his head

Althogh afraid, afraid, a lot.

But then, he stopped

At moonlight, feeling so dim

The unease mood, he dropped Tranquility found its way to him.

It shall never go,

For that, he was well aware

But he learned to value the night

And only see what is there.